Capítulo 147: For the music

They moved to Tristan's hotel suite. That was as private as it got—Angelo accepted nothing less.

Now Tristan sat on a couch, forcing his body language to not show his tension, while Angelo perched on the edge of a chair opposite of him.

"Tristan, do you consider me your friend?"

Tristan raised his brows.

"I thought you were here to speak about your mysterious offer. And by this point, I'm very curious about what it is. What's the secrecy about?"

"You won't answer my question?"

"No." Tristan folded his arms over his chest. "C'mon. You sounded quite excited about it."

Angelo perked up the slightest bit.

"I was. You really understand me well. I am unsure if this is enough for you to agree to this, hence my question. As for my offer—you must create a music band with me."

Thanks to Angelo's monotone delivery, the thing he said didn't even register in Tristan's head immediately. Then…

"What?" He reeled back. "Just like that?"